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The best relationship is the one where y’all can actually RELATE! Like, the two of you KNOW one another because you learned and studied to gain the wisdom of how to treat/deal with/care for/love on/trust in/be trusted by/respect/appreciate/build/build with/acknowledge/honor/protect/be loyal to/be committed to/ be faithful to/understand/challenge/grow/push/motivate/drive/inspire/parent with/share with/be responsible for/regard/consider/plan with/plant with/grow with/succeed with one another. And there is so much more.

The REAL relationships don’t just make it when things are good, when there is money, when there is a crowd, when everyone is watching, when the weather is perfect. The REAL relationships survive the quiet, navigate through and get better through the storm, figure out how to handle and respect the hardships and trials. The REAL relationships communicate through it all. Whether they talk it out, hug it out, cry it out, pray it out, plan it out, THEY WORK IT OUT TOGETHER. These are the relationships that survive. Because they’ve earned being fought for. Because they have value aside of temporal and trivial desires. They matter more. They mean something more TO BOTH PARTNERS. There is more than a sense and notion towards the consistency. They strive to be solid. They acknowledge and understand the peace in that. They are backed by love BUT they are maintained by THE WORK! By the effort! By the energy put forth.

The REAL relationships aren’t always on the same PAGE but they are ALWAYS working towards the same ENDING of the same BOOK. So any disagreement/argument/critique/criticism/issue is always handled with this in mind: We may not always “agree” but WE HAVE AGREED that nothing is too big or to hard for our own selfish desires to humble and acknowledge that we may be wrong or uninformed or unaware of and able to constructively work through. REAL LOVE and REAL RELATIONSHIPS acknowledge this and accept that this is the law that must be abided by. Because there will always be a reason or excuse to walk away or give up but the reason to stay is worth doing just that.

And then know this… THE RIGHT MATE, PARTNER, SPOUSE is absolutely worth surrendering, sacrificing, and settling for. That is what you have to do in order to remove the pass and access that exposes you to temptation or “options” outside of your committed relationship. The Safety/Security/Significance of your union requires and depends on you choosing and standing/staying by YOUR choice. And when two people have this as the mandate of their hearts/minds/souls then what follows is the kind of symbiosis that supports and provides FOREVER BLISS, “happily ever after”, REAL!

It is a process. It is work. It requires your attention, your strength, your compassion, your ALL, your EVERYTHING, from BOTH OF YOU, continuously.

It will work IF YOU DO THE WORK and keep working so that it works out…

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suffice it to say,
everyone cheats
but not everyone gets caught
just as well,
everybody is for sell
but not everyone gets bought
no man is without blame
we all are guilty at a very least
each and all are liars to some extent
silence is honor amongst the thieves
pillow talk could serve subpoena
trust will indict for blame
emotions produce the evidence
hurt will mirror just the same
the resentment of regret
is why optimism dies
facing towards the past
is for production of the cries
jealousy is how we go
hate is why we do
ego is always toxic
pride is always proof
there are no true rules of engagement
be it just necessary means
hard work humbled by a lottery
of beneficial cons and schemes
and everyone is just as ready
to pounce upon the wave
a master speak in master,
and a slave should speak in slave
electronic crowds of the foolish
photographic clouds contain the midst
no particular order of success
just whomever made the list
green lights direct the traffic
along this worldwide web
spiders of insecurity
catch their prey by walking dead
a false sense of belonging
misguided notions of a ruse
in a snap she loses dignity
bartered cheaply for some views
and to some victim comes the spoil
a rotted carcass dressed in shame
pleading guilty of being normal
or being wanted, just the same
ideas toward being different
shot down by capitalists
follow me for your instruction
is from the wisdom of assists
and share in this destruction
leave your soul and sight behind
better yet to be accepted
than to ignore these private lives
diminish your capacity
for who you were to be
he left his true ambition
for the attention of a scene
haven’t seen them since logging on
been different zombies by the day
remembered to check your timeline
but forgot to walk away
and no distinction of these victims
child and parent share alike
whose to say there should be different
if we pretend it not as why
continue scrolling down this spiral
and find yourself along the way
another mention in the graveyard
becoming ghost of hollowed way

… suffice it to say,
everyone cheats
but not everyone gets caught
just as well,
everybody is for sell
but not everyone gets bought.

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there are reasons to love
and be made fool of
at least once
every chance you get
for the sake of a chance to say
that such is not a myth
instead more like got to be
yet for some it is everything,
and not to me
but the pain that comes in tow
is one that only death should know
yet here i am again
wishing love to be my friend
or to at least find mercy even
when alas that love is leaving
to play sport of another’s heart
and turn so my light to dark
for nothing but the thrill
of saying i could feel.

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i find
you
then here i am,
lost again
searching the ways to love you
at any cost there is
i find
you,
somewhat beyond this ordinary
a particular breed of different,
more than every
greater than, unequal to
not even amazing can equal you
and i find
you
beautiful above all
inside and out
from your past
to the present you are to me
this time amounts
to perfect
i find you worth it
a purpose that responds in change
so unlike my beautiful before
you reflect the same
so i find
you
even in my quiet
even when i am right next to you
even if i don’t try it
to fall asleep aside
staring you alive
living inside this perpetual moment
floating this sky
’till i find
you
by some window
waiting me to bid you near
asking for your soul in matrimony
showing my whole so clear,

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there is an emptiness
a space left after you
a hole filled with something else’s
just something else’s,
and there is nothing left to do
but feel the void
i escaped assurance
for the sake of paranoid
more questions than your questions
i’m somewhat skeptical
so my mind offers suggestions

i should stop thinking
or start drinking
a vice would suffice
when what’s left won’t get me right
lest i repeat a cycle
practice for the recital
i bet this excites you
that i’m not so well
and you can tell

here’s this image
this unfortunate blemish
this wickedness seeming to exist
and an audacity to remiss
suppose a heart had its own way
unabated by the brain
immune of sorts to possibility
and ignorant to change
but we’d still have been the same
i, part of the problem
you, part of the game

i would do it another way
instantly
juxtaposition in accord with healing,
eventually
somewhat disdain for the result,
specifically
the whole thing could have been,
differently

where is the redemption
does mistake qualify exemption?
maybe there was good reason
validation for an attempt
when all is well upon all is gone
i was there all along
not to leave for the sake of indelible
this thirst is almost edible
absolutely incredible
i am still here,

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almost said i do
before i was able to
would have been a tragedy
the kind love aspires to
but could have gotten through
or at least mean to
like most
but i want you to be forever
like ghost
i lean for happiness to haunt you
like host
there to see you through
and hurt you till you heal
develop callouses to being lied to
and get over pain,
because you tried to
with no feeling
because it died to
that’s real
that’s the solution to being killed
eternal life is a skill,
applied to
and i almost went the way
of not choosing what i mean to say
standing there at an alter
indifferent to the day
making promises i hope to break
like i am present for presences sake
what time does time take
how far is time away
and how long can time wait
if you only pretend to be awake…

i almost let you leave
without forcing you to breathe
should have pushed you away
or at least made you see
that going would be best
but staying would hurt less
in the mean time we die
like wings that cannot fly.